Cliques who never picked up a book
Were telling you how to act and how to look
I used to call them the " Cookie Cutter Crowd"
You weren't cool if you got good grades
Or didn't drink, or smoke, or get laid
But if you did you could go to their parties at the landfill!
Now, the major cliques were the "skaters" and the "rebels"
Who were all the same except the rebels wore leather
And the skaters had the "skateboarding's not a crime" bumperstickers
But they all went to all the same parties...
And I'm sure now they all work at Hardees
Still arguing over whether or not Ozzy is cool
This was my Highschool - yeah yeah
This was my Highschool - yeah, yeah
Eighty dollars was taken from my purse
During gym cla** one day, and to make matters worse
The exact same thing happened the day before
I had a feeling I knew who to blame
I never confronted her though, and it's such a shame
After all, she was soon to be somebody's mommy
A friend of mine had his leather jacket stolen
Right out of his locker one monday morning...
And he too thought he knew who'd done it
Later that week his suspicions were confirmed
When to him the alleged theif turned
And said, "Hey man, do you wanna buy a leather jacket?"
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I hated Highschool...
The spanish teacher would hit on me
And try to teach me "biology"
Between cla**es she always smelled like pot
(Regarding the come-on) "Uh...no thanks," I said
"but, the gym coach might be interested
She's always trying to get me on her 'team'"
Now, certain teachers of geometry
And social studies periodically
Would be sighted partying with last year's grads
But the English teacher was a proper man
Who later changed - so I understand
And shacked up with the principal's son
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The Vice-principal approached me one day
And said, "Get rid of that headband , OK?!
We don't allow any fashion statements here!"
I was like, what do you mean? Isn't everything you wear
A fashion statement and not just your hair?
I told him I thought it was a really silly rule
But I remember later that year
Wearing a dress to cla** on day that was sheer
With nothing underneath but a string bikini
It's funny then he didn't seem to care
And at every turn, guess who was there!
Apparently he liked what he saw
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I hated Highschool...